[Intro: Josh Richards]
Yo, Bryce, this motherfuckin' mans tried to DM my girl
Bro, he tried to fuck her
Lil' fucking Hoodie or some shit, G
Fucking waste, man, bro
Bro, he wants the smoke, I guess
[Verse 1: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Wakanda King
Tryna fuck with me
Tryna fuck my girl
Like I couldn't see
Broke bitch, broken-ass nose bitch
Small dick, still kinda softish
Toxic, act like you poppin'
No, bitch, built like a chopstick
[Pre-Chorus: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Talk about money you got
You know you ain't got a lot (No money, woah)
You know you had one shot (One shot)
Charli's the tick to your tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Time's running out, eighteen 'til you get clout
Lights out, lights out, no tour
Knock your ass out 'til the fans want more
Yo, Bryce, this motherfuckin' mans tried to DM my girl
Bro, he tried to fuck her
Lil' fucking Hoodie or some shit, G
Fucking waste, man, bro
Bro, he wants the smoke, I guess
[Verse 1: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Wakanda King
Tryna fuck with me
Tryna fuck my girl
Like I couldn't see
Broke bitch, broken-ass nose bitch
Small dick, still kinda softish
Toxic, act like you poppin'
No, bitch, built like a chopstick
[Pre-Chorus: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Talk about money you got
You know you ain't got a lot (No money, woah)
You know you had one shot (One shot)
Charli's the tick to your tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Time's running out, eighteen 'til you get clout
Lights out, lights out, no tour
Knock your ass out 'til the fans want more
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